Chapter 59 - 56: Vast Spear Technique

No matter how hard Mo Qianqian looked, he couldn’t spot a single figure. He had no idea if the mysterious woman had actually emerged or not.

"I haven’t. I am merely speaking to you through your shadow," the mysterious woman said.

"My shadow!" Mo Qianqian was startled and quickly turned his head to look.

Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting the majority of his shadow onto the ground.

"That works?" Mo Qianqian found it hard to comprehend.

Right at that moment, she suddenly spoke again. "Several people are pursuing you. If I were as weak as you, I would choose to run away immediately."

Mo Qianqian’s expression changed drastically. He immediately set off, dashing into the forest. Naturally, he was careful enough to minimize his contact with the trees and the ground. Furthermore, he avoided traveling in a straight line.

"Senior, what is their cultivation level?" Mo Qianqian asked. The armored middle-aged man from the first layer hadn’t known. He wondered if this mysterious woman from the second layer, who was able to converse with him, could sense their strength.

"I don’t know. Regardless, they are all as weak as ants. To my senses, they all feel about the same," the mysterious woman replied.

Mo Qianqian fell silent. He thought to himself, "So she can’t sense their exact level because they feel too weak to differentiate? This is... way too demoralizing!"

"Senior, you mentioned earlier that when people are approaching and it’s unsafe, I can’t enter the Ninefold Coffin? Does this Ninefold Coffin have its own consciousness to detect danger?" Mo Qianqian asked in a low voice as he pressed forward.

"It does! However, it is currently unconscious. This is merely its self-preservation instinct. If it were to wake up, the first person it would kill might very well be you," the mysterious woman said.

Mo Qianqian felt another massive headache coming on. As he ran, he whispered, "Didn’t it acknowledge me as its master? Why would it still want to kill me?"

"Because its instinct acknowledged you as its master. It didn’t truly submit to you," she answered.

"Son of a bitch!" Mo Qianqian cursed internally. To think there was such a thing as instinctual acknowledgment. He truly didn’t understand the world of these mighty entities! It was one thing for the monsters and demons inside to want to kill him and snatch the Ninefold Coffin, but as it turned out, the Ninefold Coffin itself also wanted his life. How was anyone supposed to survive this?

"However, this Ninefold Coffin has suffered severe damage and won’t wake up anytime soon, so you don’t need to worry too much," the mysterious woman added.

It was easy for her to say, but when exactly would it wake up? It might stay dormant in the short term, but what about the long term? Mo Qianqian lacked the energy to even complain anymore. It seemed the Ninefold Coffin was actually the most dangerous threat to him.

"Senior, you said that when people come, I can’t enter the Ninefold Coffin. So why can you come out?" Mo Qianqian suddenly thought of this question.

"I am coming out, and you are going in. Are they the same?" the mysterious woman said. "Besides, I didn’t actually come out. I am using your shadow to speak and sense the outside world.

"Furthermore, even if I did truly come out, it wouldn’t cause the Ninefold Coffin to be discovered.

"This is because the Ninefold Coffin is inside your body. The moment you enter it, the coffin will drop into this physical space."

Mo Qianqian understood. The Ninefold Coffin was "afraid" of being discovered, so it refused to let him in. It didn’t care even if he was beaten to death outside. He had to admit, this self-preservation mechanism worked exceptionally well! It was just its master who had to suffer.

"Oh, right. I’ll give you some good news for free. About two to three thousand miles to the north, there might be a huge surprise waiting for you. Good luck!" the mysterious woman spoke again.

"Two to three thousand miles to the north? You can sense things from two thousand miles away? What is it?" Mo Qianqian asked in confusion.

However, there was no longer any response. Obviously, she had already left, or rather, retracted whatever ability she was using.

"Two to three thousand miles—that’s all the way to Central Earth!" Mo Qianqian sighed inwardly and accelerated his pace.

This place was actually in the northern part of the Southern Wilderness. After another four to five thousand miles, he would enter the territory of Central Earth. If his guess was correct, the Qin family and the Cloud Void Sect wouldn’t be too far from that location two to three thousand miles away.

Several days later.

When Mo Qianqian had traveled roughly that distance, a woman’s voice transmitted from his shadow once again. "This should be it. It’s somewhere nearby. That thing hasn’t revealed itself yet."

"Nearby?" Mo Qianqian was surprised.

"At most, a month or a half. At the shortest, just a few days. That thing will definitely appear!" the mysterious woman declared.

"What exactly is it?" Mo Qianqian pressed. He was beginning to worry if she was trying to get him killed.

"Something I despise!" the mysterious woman said.

Mo Qianqian fell silent.

"By the way, your seal has loosened a bit more. You’re on your own!" After saying this, the mysterious woman’s presence vanished once again.

"Loosened again?" Mo Qianqian sighed helplessly; he truly had no way to deal with this seal. He immediately found a hidden spot nearby and stopped.

This time, he positioned himself above a stream. He figured that if he entered the Ninefold Coffin and it dropped into the water, it wouldn’t be easily discovered. Also, the Ninefold Coffin shouldn’t let water leak inside, right?

Rushing to the spot above the stream, Mo Qianqian willed it, and in the next moment, the Ninefold Coffin materialized in his mind, its presence even surfacing at his glabella. A faint, miniature phantom of the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin appeared between his eyebrows.

A dark, spectral light erupted from the Ninefold Coffin, shrouding Mo Qianqian’s entire body. Then, he was pulled by an inexplicable force. His vision blurred, and he was once again dragged into the first spatial layer of the Ninefold Coffin, landing on that Dark Red Rock Island.

SWOOSH!

In the next moment, the armored middle-aged man appeared in his line of sight again, existing in a state between ethereal and corporeal. This time, his body was much more solid than before.

Mo Qianqian frowned and asked, "Senior, are you about to break the seal?"

The armored middle-aged man didn’t answer directly, but instead said, "It is only a matter of time! Now, I shall pass down my spear technique to you."

As he spoke, he tapped a finger forward. A gentle beam of light shot out from his fingertip, piercing straight into the center of Mo Qianqian’s brows.

Mo Qianqian was startled. Imparting a legacy directly into one’s consciousness—what level of expert could achieve this? Perhaps because it carried no hostility or lethal intent, the restrictions of the Ninefold Coffin did not block it.

The knowledge of the spear technique entered Mo Qianqian’s mind. This technique was called the Vast Spear Technique, and it consisted of three stances.

The first stance: The world possesses righteous qi; the Vast Firmament! By cultivating a vast and mighty power, one could use a powerful thrust to directly lock onto and slay the enemy!

The second stance: Righteous Qi Devouring Heaven and Earth; our generation suppresses the mountains and rivers! Using momentum capable of swallowing mountains and rivers, one could outright smash the enemy to death.

The third stance: Vast and Mighty Star Shaking; the Gun God transcends past and present! One strike to become a god! Directly throwing the spear to obliterate the enemy!

Taking one look at the cultivation method and meridian routes, Mo Qianqian was deeply shocked. If he could successfully cultivate all three stances of the Vast Spear Technique, its lethality would be absolutely unparalleled! Just thinking about it made his blood boil with excitement.

"Senior, I don’t have a spear..." Just as he was about to begin cultivating, Mo Qianqian spoke up awkwardly.

CRACK!

The armored middle-aged man reached out, grabbed a rock from the ground that was over ten feet long and several dozen feet thick, and squeezed it forcefully. Shockingly, he compressed it out of thin air into a dark red spear, then tossed it over to Mo Qianqian.

Mo Qianqian was astounded. How was that even possible? This man’s strength was truly terrifying!

"I am the Gun God. If you can successfully cultivate it, this spear technique will not disgrace you!" After saying this, the armored middle-aged man vanished.

"The God of Guns!" Mo Qianqian was shell-shocked. The God of Guns, the Gun God! Exactly how powerful was he?

"I’ll focus on cultivating first!"

And so, within this Dark Red Rock Island, Mo Qianqian began to practice according to the cultivation method of the Vast Spear Technique.